I'm not done with this story yet, but I've gotten the build up done and want opinions.
Encounter
As "Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey came on, Barney thoguht of his friend Lyle. This makes sense because that was the song assigned to Lyle in his phone.
"Ly Guy! What's up?"
"Hey Rubble! I heard you were coming back this weekend."
"Dude, I just got in town. I'll be at your house in thirty minutes."
The next step in their tri-annual ritual was to get intoxicated in soem way, depending on who Barney knew at the time. In this instance, he knew a guy who had week.
"Sweet." Lyle only got stoned during these three times.
Right after Christmas.
Right before Easter.
And August First.
Barney's college and family schedule only matched with Lyle's work and family schedule on those exact days. Having been friends since kindergarden, they vowed to always meet on them.
After getting high, they got bored and hungry. And Lyle's face lights up. "Dude, y'know where we should go?"
"Get some food?"
"Yeah, man. Get some food. And some porn!"
"What?"
"Yeah, dude! There's this little porn shop they just opened up next to that awesome chicken place. We can have porn and chicken. This will be great."
After a debate between which to get first, they pull into the porn shop's parking lot. They're still giggly and have a little trouble showing their liscences, but they get in. Neither had been to too many of these kinds of places in their lives, so it overwhelms them both.
Lyle moves first and begins browsing the Amateur section. Barney soon joins him. At first, they're kind of unsure what would be acceptable conversation, but that ends when Barney holds up one of the most disturbing things Lyle has ever seen on the cover of a box with a huge grin on his face.
In the midst of their fun looking at all the movies, they notice an older gentleman enter the store. Both of them immediatly duck down behind a shelf.
Lyle tried to whisper and not laugh, which is hard to do at the same time. "Was that Mr. Dickens?"
"I don't know man. I don't think so. We should look again."
Barney peeks his head up and sees exactly who he thought he had. He sees Mr. Dickens, his old high school principle. Standing in the Fetish section. Holding something far worse than should be humanly possible.
Mr. Dickens turns his head and sees Barney, who ducks away again.
"Dude, he saw me. He saw me."
"Dude. We have to talk to him."
"What?!"
Lyle doesn't wait for a response. He pops up, sees Mr. Dickens, and waves. "Hey!" He begins to walk over, and Mr. Dickens walks away a little, turning to try and not notice.
Barney chases after Lyle. "Dude, leave him alone. I don't want to see him. C'mon man, not right now." And before he knows it, he's face to face with him. The man that made those four years twice as bad in a porn shop.
"Hrm...Well, hello boys. What brings you in here?" Mr. Dickens turns a shade redder than Barney's did when he had been caught doing some of the lesser of the things surrounding them with Mr. Dickens' daughter.
"Same thing as you." Lyle winks and reaches for his stack. "Hey, lemme see what you got? I need recommendations."
"I'd really rather not..." Mr. Dickens twists away from Lyle's probing hands, but fails to keep his grip.
"School Girls 19? Little Orphan Tranny?!" Lyle erupts with laughter. He always was kidn of an asshole.
Mr. Dickens takes the movies back and sighs. "Well boys, you know my secret. What are you going to do with it?"
K, I don't know exactly what to do there, but I know kinda what. Suggestions would be nice.
And yes, I was listening to Journey while writing most of this. And yes. Little Orphan Tranny is apparently a real porn.
Later.